i really dont consider myself "drunk" until i pass out, but i generally am pretty happy-go-lucky. i hit on pretty much every chick in sight. but ive also been known to fight a nigga or two. um um bitch!

I have never been drunk, so I have no idea

I've jumped in rose bushes while under the influence. Didn't feel a thing:)

i went to a party in the woods at one of my friends places, ended up getting stupid drunk and stumbling out into the woods to take a dump. i picked an arbitrary spot and just let it go. thank god for newspaper. but the next morning, i woke up to my buddy matt beating the hell out of me, turns out i somehow **** all over his dirtbike, and it was not pretty. safe to say cleaning up you're own feces with a brutal hangover isn't something you forget, as much as i'd like to.

Mine depends on what I'm drinking. If it's vodka, don't even look in my direction or I'll tear you a new arsehole. If its beer I'll end up chucking all night. Any thing else has been known to make me crash my car into stationary objects, i.e telegraph poles, fences, cop cars:(

Is that a variation of the glasgow kiss??

A headbutt followed up by a punch in the balls??

Reading what Mr Sensitive wrote makes me wanna get wasted and come on here, that was absolutely classic man. Sadly I must wait a couple more years.

Everything is so much more offense and funny when you're on here drunk. And sarcasm does not exist. haha.

Yep...that's the one, although in L*******l it's known as a Kirby Kiss.

No...that would be gay.

I hate that feeling the next morning, the one when memories of the night before slowly reveal themselves.
Although, I always seem to be aware of what I'm doing at the time, unlike a mate of mine, who has a habit of pissing in his wardrobe during the night

So give me the rundown on the Salford kiss